Texas, part three: High hopes and heels, and JFK’s Hotel Texas

Charlotte Burns: We hit the tarmac running in Dallas, where the temperature feels hot like Hell’s breath. Fresh from the flight, we jump in our third car of the week (Japanese again, so all is well), blast the air-conditioning, hurrah at the blue skies and head out on one of the city’s endless freeways. MORE

Sat, 31 Aug 2013 03:40:00 GMT

Texas trip, part two: Marfa

Charlotte Burns: All you can see are oil fields as you descend into Midland-Odessa. I’ve never seen anything like it. They stretch for hundreds of miles, dividing the rust-coloured earth all the way to the horizon. We’re on our way to Marfa. MORE

Thu, 29 Aug 2013 03:35:00 GMT

Texas trip, part one: Houston

Charlotte Burns: I had visions of rolling ranches, big blue skies and the occasional oil drill. These notions are swiftly punctured upon arrival to Houston. It's a grey city and an endless urban sprawl. As we drive out of the airport, the dark clouds overhead promise thunder and rain while, on the ground, our first impression is formed by the oppressive freeways that squat over the landscape. MORE

Wed, 28 Aug 2013 01:04:00 GMT

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